Sunshine will soon shimmer.
cold
It is new to you – something strange.
Lost at sea in a hollowed-out tree,
we float out further chasing the light.
I have the fear of frozen tears every Winter.
Sunshine will soon shimmer.
It is new to you – something strange.
Lost at sea in a hollowed-out tree,
we float out further chasing the light.
I have the fear of frozen tears every Winter.
